Disclaimer: The following story is fiction. It contains detailed depictions of consensual sex between two adult males. There is also what some would consider fetishism involved -- that of male amputees. If this or any other aspect of male/male sex offends you or if you are averse to anything homosexual, please go elsewhere.
Author's Note: This is the first chapter in a novella length work about Jack and Jevin. Please do yourself and the author a big favor: if you have any comments (good, bad or indifferent) please, please let me know at my e-mail address: cutter57@hotmail.com. I appreciate all comments and criticism and will answer all e-mails.
Robert J. Cutter
WINE COUNTRY
Chapter 1 -- Meeting Jevin
It was about a forty-five minute drive from his home to the Mayfair Grille in downtown Santa Rosa and Jack Turner was not in a very salutary mood. His profound loneliness had been working on his psyche for the last month -- maybe longer. And he could not shake the deep feelings of uncertainty and self-doubt that seemed to be burrowing to the very core of his being. Except for his thriving business, Jack had nothing and no one in his life -- or so he thought.
"Why can't I meet anyone?" he thought to himself. "I know I can be a bit unreasonably selective but there should be someone, shouldn't there? After all these years?"
"Unreasonably selective?" came the reply in his self-argument. "Don't you mean absolutely obdurate?"
"That's not true! Not true!" Jack argued back with himself. "Henry didn't even like sex the way I did and yet we stayed pretty much together for two years."
`Yeah! But he was very convenient, wasn't he? Remember that! He was literally just around the corner! And there were many, many times that you gave Henry the brush-off when you said you were 'busy' with business while you were really off in the city trying to drum up a little 'business' - recreational sex. Right?"
"Yeah, yeah. Okay. But I saw Ashton regularly, didn't I? I saw him very regularly!"
"Okay you saw him regularly -- but you only saw him three times total!"
"I forgot about that."
"And before Ashton there was Ron and Sam and Greg and Gregory and Marc and ... Need I go on?"
"No! I'm convinced! I'm convinced! I supposed I've been pretty changeable in the fourteen or so years that I've had sex only with men. I always manage to screw it up."
"Yes, you most certainly do. It's either your fear of committing yourself to a relationship or just in your uncanny ability to pick real shitheels to become involved with."
Jack had this same argument with himself every time he went out alone. He was particularly upset tonight because, for the first time he noticed the effects that advancing age had on his body. It was a jolt and it panicked him; it was truly disturbing to a man with his worship and fondness for youth. He had to admit that he was getting older; many younger men, the kind he really craved, find men approaching forty a distinct turn-off.
He had looked at himself in the full-length bathroom mirror after showering and shaving and he did not like what he saw. While his body remained in great condition -- trim, flat stomach, thirty-three inch waist, gorgeous muscles bulging as usual -- he noticed that lines had begun to appear on his face and it was definitely looking a little craggy -- and distinctly older. He also noticed that his balls seemed to be hanging a little lower and his cock did not look as - well, as youthful as it had seemed in the past. He was approaching middle age and it was not a prospect he appreciated. To Jack middle age was as inviting as death - and that is the way he saw it. It was the end of his life, not the beginning of a new phase of life.
Jack parked his pickup truck nearby; he walked into the Mayfair Grille and felt a bit more relaxed being in the friendly atmosphere of "his" place. He knew many of the regulars here, and as he sat at the bar smoozing with his friends, his mood began to definitely pick up a bit. He looked around and noticed that the place was rather full this night, filled with what appeared to be college boys. Jack wondered if they knew it was predominately a gay bar. Probably did, he figured when he looked over the crew sitting at the tables.
Jack did not drink much because it had really bad effects on him. He found he could not sleep well after consuming alcohol and it really it really impaired his judgement -- especially when it came to selecting men. In addition, both of his parents were alcoholics as were two of his four brothers. He reasoned, and quite wisely at that, that alcohol was not very good for him or his well being.
Soon there was a loud argument coming from one table and Jack looked over. A tall, skinny, dark hair kid with round steel rimmed glasses was standing up and trying to make a point. He was arguing with a rather muscular jock-type. "College kids!" thought Jack.
Finally the skinny kid leaned across the table, putting his face close to his friend's and said in a rather loud voice, "Well, what say we just ask an impartial observer."
The tall kid walked over to Jack, put his hand on Jack's shoulder and asked, "How about him?"
"Fine!" replied the jock.
"Excuse me, sir, but can I ask you a question?"
"Sure," answered Jack. Jack looked the kid over. He was a very good looking young guy, slightly nerdy, but well built and with an almost beautiful face.
"I'm havin' an argument with my buddy over there about a trivia question. I said that Warren Moon used to play for the Edmonton Eskimos in CFL. He said it was the Montreal Alouettes. Who's right?"
Jack smiled. "Well, my friend, that's something I know because I happened to be up in Toronto when those two teams played in the Grey Cup. Warren Moon was the QB for" -- he paused for effect -- "Edmonton."
The guy threw his arms into the air in triumph with his fists clenched over his head -- except Jack noticed that it was only one fist. This guy had only one hand. His left hand was missing. The sleeve of his shirt was pinned up around the stump of his arm -- just above where his wrist should have been. He gave Jack a beautiful big smile, thanked him, patted him on the back and returned to the table with his friends.
Jack quietly ate the remainder of his dinner at the bar, secretly stealing glances at that fine looking young man sitting at the table. He noticed that whenever he looked over, the guy seemed to be looking back at him -- and occasionally he would have a small smile on his lips. Jack was intrigued and wondered if just possibly he could make a connection ...
Jack was watching a college football game on the TV and drinking his second beer of the night. He noticed that the party at the table started to leave. Jack thought about making his move now, but he saw that the young contest winner hung back a bit and whispered something to his jock friend. The rest of the boys left; the young guy stayed behind and came over to the bar. He sat down on the barstool next to Jack.
"Thanks for your help, man. I appreciate it. I'm Jevin Wilkenson, by the way."
"No problem. Glad to help. Jack Turner." They shook hands and even in the dim light of the bar their eyes managed to say something to each other. "You a student here?"
"Yeah, I go to Santa Rosa State."
"California boy?"
"Nope, I'm from Utah. And I'm not a Mormon."
They both laughed together.
"You from around here?" Jevin asked.
"Yeah, I'm from a bit up north. I run an auto repair place."
"That's cool."
"Yeah, that's cool. What are you majoring in?
"Well, I'm a freshman and I don't know yet. I'm thinking maybe law school, maybe some grad school. Right now I'm just takin' courses. Lots and lots of computer courses."
"Why would a guy from Utah come to such a small college in California?"
"Well, it has one of the best experimental computer labs in the country, run by one of the really top men in the field, Professor George Pollack."
"I didn't know that. Very interesting." Jack looked at Jevin again. "You want something to drink?"
"No, I'm fine, thanks."
Jevin slowly brought his hand up to the bar and placed it lightly on top of Jack's hand. They looked at each other again. Jack had to admit that Jevin was a very attractive guy, with his long dark hair tied back in a ponytail, extremely beautiful and practically hairless face and beautiful smile. He wore a beautiful single stud in his left ear. In addition there was something in Jevin's eyes -- it seemed to Jack to be a longing for acceptance ... and love. Whatever Jevin's eyes were broadcasting, Jack was certainly receiving and was most definitely interested. Were his eyes broadcasting the same message?
Jevin was fascinated by Jack'a appearance -- that thick thatch of blonde hair on his head and the equally thick growth showing through the opened collar of his shirt. Jevin realized that he saw a deep sadness in Jack's eyes. Here was an older man, a man he felt himself drawn to, but there was an unrequited despondency lurking there. He noticed it in the way Jack held his body, his tone of voice and his general demeanor.
They chatted for a bit about sports and school and the auto repair business and their lives. They both started feeling ver relaxed and comfortable with each other.
Jevin spoke about his life in Utah, where his father was the CFO for a large mining company and his mother a homemaker. He had an older brother and a younger sister. Boredom was the main problem in Utah, particularly since his family was not a Mormon and he was a cripple. He was on the college track and tennis teams, he ran five to ten miles a day, he loved to swim and his first and overriding passion were computers.
Jack told Jevin about his business and life up in wine country, his hobbies of fishing and camping, and his desire to settle-down with a suitable partner one day and may to have a small family. He spoke of his nephew Nick and the old cars and what a great mechanic he was, but he never mentioned Nick's severe handicap. Jevin nodded and smiled at Jack when he mentioned a partner.
Jack had been very hesitant to touch it, but kept glancing down at Jevin's arm stump, covered as it was by his shirtsleeve. It looked so very tempting. He finally decided that he had to make Jevin relax about his obvious handicap. He reached over and lightly put his hand on it. "If you don't mind, would you tell me about this?" Jack asked.
Jevin gave him a very surprised and sharp look and started to move the crippled arm away, but Jack returned his look and put some pressure on the stump. "Jevin, I really do want to know. I hope I'm not embarrassing you. I am interested, Jevin. I also have my reasons, which I'll explain later. Please?"
Jevin smiled slightly. Jack seemed truly attentive and sympathetic to his condition; he was sure Jack wasn't trying to mock his crippled condition. He paused a minute and looked directly at Jack. There was real sympathy in the older man's eyes and his interest seemed to be truly sincere.
Jevin's eyes started to tear up. It was obviously a painful memory he was dredging up from the past. He spoke very slowly. "I was riding my bike with some friends along a busy highway. We lived in Atlanta then. The front wheel of the bike hit a rock and I was pitched headfirst into the traffic. A truck ran over my hand, missing the rest of me by only inches. I was in the hospital for two days before the doctors decided that there was nothing that could be done to save it, and it was amputated. I was ten."
"How old are you now?" Jack asked.
"I'm eighteen." Jevin paused, took a breath and continued. Jack was looking at him and still holding on to the arm stump; he was squeezing it lightly through the material of the sleeve. Jevin had never felt such immediate acceptance of his condition in the entire nine years since he was maimed. He again spoke very slowly. "I had a very difficult time adjusting, however. I always felt like an outsider -- and unwanted -- and worst of all, unneeded. My parents and brother and sister were fine, but they're family. Well, they were almost fine; dad still can't look at my arm. My friends, well, things there weren't so good." Jevin looked down at Jack's hand still resting and lightly stroking his stump. "Most of the guys basically shunned me. And the girls just kept looking at my arm whenever they spoke to me. I think one of the reasons my dad took the job in Utah was so that I could get something of a new start. It worked okay, I suppose."
Jevin looked up at Jack, and again Jack saw that pleading in his eyes. Could this be real -- the real thing? he asked himself. After all the self-flagellation could this be what I've been hoping and waiting for? He certainly is gorgeous and he almost definitely seems willing ...
Have I found a kindred soul in this beautiful and caring man?' Jevin asked himself. God, I hope so!
He leaned in towards Jack and said very softly, "By the way Jack, I've been looking at you all night. It wasn't by chance that I selected you when Larry and I had that sports question. And I've noticed you were looking at me." He paused again.
Jack nodded. "I have, Jevin," he said, slightly embarrassed.
"I've got an apartment a couple of blocks away. Would you like to come over for a while?" Another pause, this one longer. He let out a sigh. "I find you incredibly attractive."
"You must like older men," Jack chuckled softly.
"Yes, I do," Jevin replied with a shy but totally winning smile.
That gorgeous smile just won Jack over. `And I like 'em nice and young, Jack thought to himself. "I would like that very much," he said squeezing Jevin arm stump. Jevin gave him a big smile when he squeezed the stump. He paid his bill and they walked out together. Jack looked at the clock over the entryway; it was 10:15 PM.
As they walked to the apartment, Jack started to have second thoughts. `What am I doing going home with a teenager? A teenager boy! Am I that desperate? Not desperate -- no, not desperate at all; just maybe incredibly attracted. But he's just a kid! I'm old enough to be his father, for Christ's sake! Well, nineteen is almost out of the teens and technically he is in his twentieth year. And attraction is still attraction, regardless of age, isn't it?'
Still they continued to walk towards the apartment; Jevin walked quite close to Jack and he would occasionally turn and smile at this older man. This set Jack's heart thumping; he really liked the idea of being with this attractive, young person. He's a very good looking kid,' Jack thought. Actually, he's a very hot looking guy - not a kid at all. Well, let's just see how things progress. Maybe ...
Jevin was getting quite excited at the prospect of having this deliciously handsome, mature hunk visit his apartment and spend some time with him. The possibilities were absolutely exhilarating. He turned to Jack occasionally and smiled at him; Jack always returned the smile. He is the handsomest man I have ever seen,' Jevin thought to himself. And he wants to be with me -- with me!
Jevin's apartment was very nice, not what Jack expected of a college student's apartment. It was neat, clean and there was no dirty laundry on the floor. When they were just inside the door Jevin turned and kissed Jack passionately on the lips. It was a long, luxurious kiss, and Jack felt himself becoming immediately aroused. This kid was hot!
Jevin took off his shoes and started to take off his clothes, but Jack stopped him. "Jevin, let's slow down a bit, okay? Let's sit a while and talk. Let's get to know each other a bit."
"Okay," Jevin replied, but disappointed showed in his voice. "Would you like something to drink, Jack?"
"A glass of ice water would be nice." Jevin went over to the refrigerator and filled two glasses with ice and then poured bottled water into each glass. He came back to the sofa and sat down next to Jack, putting each glass on a coaster that was on the table in front of them.
They talked a little about the Mayfair Grille and Jevin's school courses, but eventually the subject came around to growing up and how each first realized that he was gay.
Jevin started to talk about his family. "I grew up in a very straight-laced family. I have an older brother -- six years older -- and I have never saw him naked. Never! Never saw his cock or ass." Jack laughed. "He always wore loose fitting clothes and even wore long sleeve pajamas. When he swam, it was always with baggy trunks and a tank top. I always wore Speedo's and went bare-chested, uh, until--until this ..." and he slowly looked down and raised his arm stump. Jack looked at the covered arm and then looked into Jevin's eyes. Painful memories were certainly returning.
"I had -- in fact, still have - four older brother, Jevin, and I saw all of them naked. In fact my mother was constantly admonishing us to get clothes. I saw a lot of young cocks and asses in my youth." They both laughed.
"You have four brothers?"
"Yeah, four. Fred, the oldest, is ten years my senior. Then there are Patrick, Sean, Robert and me. They're all still alive -- I think. Fred doesn't keep with the family. Both of my parents area dead."
"Did you keep close to any of your brothers?"
"Well, Robert and I were close -- in more ways than just age. We slept in the same bed and would suck off each other occasionally -- even before we could come. Did you ever have any `youthful' experiences?"
"Yeah, but only one and it was very, very innocent. I remember once sleeping over at my friend Kevin's house. Our friends call us The Evins', since there was only one letter different in our names. I had always slept wearing just briefs before I lost my hand. But Kevin slept in the nude and he said I would have to be nude to sleep with him. We were the same age -- ten. Nothing happened that night but I found it very exciting going to sleep in the same bed with another boy -- and we were both naked. When I woke up the next morning, I was sleeping on my back and Kevin was on his side and had his little arm thrown over my chest. I had a little baby hard on. But that was it for the two of us, cause I had my accident two weeks later." Jevin paused.
"It was very hard for you, wasn't it?" Jack reached over and took Jevin's left arm stump in his hands and rubbed it lightly. He could feel himself getting hard by just rubbing this arm. Jevin looked over at him and gave him a small, wounded smile. "Could you tell me about it?"
"You really want to know?"
"Please. I'd really like to hear about it," Jack said in a soothing voice.
Jevin could not believe how comforting it was to have Jack slowly rubbing his arm stump -- something he always tried to disguise or hide since his accident. Did Jack really like that arm remnant or was he just being kind? No, it couldn't be just kindness. People have been nice to him in the past but they never, ever touched or held his stump like this god-like man was doing now.
"Jack, you have no idea how difficult a time I had." Jevin looked up at the ceiling and breathed deeply for a minute or two. "I remember hitting the rock and being pitched forward into the path of an oncoming dump truck. I don't remember the actual hit or the truck running over my hand. I was laying on the ground and my friends and others standing over me. Then some medics appeared and I was put into an ambulance. I remember terrible pain in my hand and the sirens wailing away. I was crying uncontrollably because my bike had been totally smashed." Jevin gave a small, ironic chuckle. "A woman medic was sitting next to me and she asked me various questions -- you know, name, address, telephone number, etc."
"Were you fully conscious all the time?"
"Yeah, I was. That was the problem. I heard everything the medics were saying about the damage to my hand and it was scaring me something awful. I was in terrible pain and they gave me nothing because I was a minor. I was taken to Emory University Hospital and mom and dad showed up. I had no concept of time so I didn't know how much time had elapsed since the accident. People kept coming in to the ER to see me -- doctors and such. I was moved from room to room for X-rays and all. I was probably given a sedative, because I recall finally slept a lot. After two days of being poked, prodded and examined, dad came over to my bed and held my right hand. He was crying. He said that the doctors had determined that my left hand was too badly damaged to be repaired and that it would have to be amputated about one inch above my wrist. I remember I didn't cry because in my mind the hand was already gone. I was wheeled up to surgery and the operation was performed."
Jack soothingly continued to stroke Jevin's arm stump through the material of his shirt sleeve. Jevin felt that he was calmer that he had anticipated before relating the story. Jack leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, nibbling his bottom lip as he made soothing love to this beautiful young man.
They wrapped their arms around each other and continued to kiss. Jack put his hands to Jevin's face and held them there as he lingeringly kissed him softly. Jevin's face felt so smooth and soft. `Does this guy shave yet?' Jack thought to himself. They continued to kiss and explore their partner's mouth, each getting much hotter as they did
Jack began to unbutton Jevin's shirt. He did this very slowly, wanting to feel every part of Jevin's beautiful, and apparently hairless, chest. Jevin asked to turn off the lights but Jack objected; he wanted to see this entire young guy. Jevin agreed to leave the lights on, but was obviously not too happy.
Jack removed Jevin's glasses and placed then on the table. With the shirt now completely opened, Jack was able to see Jevin's incredibly beautiful, completely hairless chest. Jack sucked and licked at Jevin's throat and neck, then his exquisite small ears and then slowly moved to Jevin's glorious, small, dark nipples. He sucked and nipped at them and moved his fingernails over them until Jevin was squirming.
Jevin stood up and he removed his khakis and boxers. However, he was still wearing his shirt. Jack kissed him hard on the lips and slipped the shirt off. With Jevin completely naked, except for his socks, Jack stepped back and took in the whole enticing and exhilarating sight of this young man.
Jevin was about 6'3" tall and he had a beautiful, tanned runner's body. His body was almost completely hairless except for a very small amount of hair in his armpits, a light dusting on his lower legs and a very modest amount in an almost perfect triangle above his pubic area. His muscles were taut, sleek, and sinewy. His cock seemed to be fully erect and looked to Jack to be about seven and one-half inches long; it was circumcised and was standing away from his body as straight as an arrow. It was moderately thick and had the most gorgeous shaped glans that Jack had ever seen. Jevin also had an enormous scrotal sac and two very large balls. There was not a hair on either his cock or balls.
Jevin's shoulder length straight brown hair, parted in the middle, sparkled lustrously in the diffused light of the room. He had the biggest, softest brown eyes (with beautiful thick, long lashes) Jack had every seen. He was absolutely gorgeous. Jack was almost totally overwhelmed by this beautiful young guy presenting himself for attention ... and love. He felt a tide of emotion, the like of which he had never known, suffuse his body and he became slightly lightheaded.
Jack noticed that Jevin continued to hold his left arm behind his back, obviously embarrassed to show it. Jack walked slowly up to him, kissed him passionately again, reached and pulled his arm out from behind his back; Jevin resisted a bit but Jack's persistence won out and he pulled Jevin's arm from behind his back. Jack held the stump in his warm hands and began rubbing it tenderly while continuing to look at it. The arm had indeed been amputated about an inch above the wrist and Jevin had a most magnificently smooth tapered stump. There was a small pinkish scar at the end and just the slightest dusting of blonde hair on his arm. Jack continued to hold and fondle Jevin's arm stump; he loved the feel of it, the softness of the skin and the very slight puckering around the scar.
"You don't ... mind ... this...?" Jevin asked incredulously as he raised his arm stump slightly.
"Not in the least Jev," Jack replied. He brought the stump to his lips and kissed it and licked it all over. He kissed the scar again and ran his tongue over the slightly puckered end. "I think it's very, very sexy."
Jevin never had his stump treated touched by another person before. And now Jack was fondling it - and he was calling it sexy? To him it was something to be hidden and not to be talked about, and never to be seen. But this man was treating it like he really loved it.
The licking of that crippled arm gave Jevin a feeling that he had never experienced before. It was absolutely electric. He started to moan softly and threw his head back.
"You know, you are a very good and beautiful person, Jev," Jack cooed softly in his ear.
"Am I really your type, Jack?" Jevin asked with a bit of anxiety in his voice. He was breathing heavily.
"Oh, you know it. You know it! You are exactly my type. You were absolutely made to order."
Jevin straightened up a bit and started to unbutton Jack's cardigan and then his plaid shirt. He dropped them on the couch and saw Jack's very blonde and very hairy arms and chest. The size and definitions of Jack's muscles overawed him. Here was everything he wanted in a man -- older, hairy and heavily muscled. That Jack was also blonde was an added and most welcome bonus.
"Oh, god!" Jevin said in a rather loud voice. "You're just like I dreamed. I knew you would be like this."
"What? Like what?" Jack was confused.
"Your chest, your arms -- they're so wonderfully hairy and you are so incredibly muscular. It's totally awesome!"
Jevin moved his hand and arm stump to Jack's chest. Here was the man of his wildest dreams, with acres of the most magnificent blonde body hair. When he touched the nipples, Jack felt a jolt shoot through his body and he gasped loudly and shuddered from the depth of his being. Jevin was pleased with Jack's reaction and he continued rubbing while he leaned in for a soft kiss. He massaged Jack's back -- with his arm and his stump.
"Let's go to the bedroom," Jevin whispered. He took Jack's hand and led him into a small bedroom. He turned on a soft light and took off the spread while Jack removed his pants and briefs.
Jevin turned to look at Jack's fully erect cock. It was very handsome, even beautiful. It was about 6-1/2 inches long, Jevin figured, circumcised and very thick. Jevin had never seen a cock that thick before. It has a very slight downward bend and was crowned with an enormous pale glans. It was nestled in a wonderful, big bush of blonde pubic hair. And his balls! They were huge! He scrotum hung down a good five inches! He was such a magnificent specimen of masculinity; Jevin was thrilled to have such a beautiful man here with him and, even better, wanting him. He continued to look at Jack's cock as he slowly walked up to him.
"May I?" He asked. Jack nodded and closed his eyes. "May I touch your cock with my arm stump?"
"Oh absolutely, Jevin. I'd love it!"
Jevin lightly touched that impressive penis with his stump and slowly rubbed it along the entire length. Jack moaned loudly and felt as if his entire body was on fire -- he had never in his life experienced such a colossal stimulation. He thought for a minute that he would pass out. Jevin continued to stroke the cock with his stump, and leaned down a bit to lift that wonderful scrotum and those fabulous balls with the warm palm of his hand.
"Let's go over to the bed," Jack panted.
They lay down on the bed and Jack sank into a blissful world as Jevin continued to work on his body. "This guy has certainly had prior experience," Jack thought.
Jevin knew that he loved Jack's body - it was so magnificently fleecy and so incredibly muscular; it was everything he desired in a partner. All that blonde hair and the beauty and definition of Jack's muscles were an intoxicant to him. He made soothing love to Jack's body. He rubbed his hand and arm stump all over Jack's recumbent form -- his chest, arms, neck and legs.
Jack was moaning, squirming and crying out. "Touch me -- touch me all over with it. All over my body. Please, please touch me every place. I love it! I love it! Touch me -- touch me with that magnificent stump of yours, Jevin! It's so great -- it's so great! You are so great, so--so sexy. Jevin, this--this is absolutely ... the best!"
Jevin continued to rub all over that shimmering body. Those muscles, that magnificent blonde hair and those perfect genitals had Jevin hotter than he had ever remembered being. He let his arm stump explore below Jack's turgid penis. He tried to lift that magnificent low hanging scrotum with his stump. It was not easy for Jevin to do because Jack's balls were so low hanging and were resting on the bed sheet. Jevin only smiled when he saw this magnificent sight, and just rubbed his stump up and down Jack's smooth ball sac. Jack spread his legs wide when Jevin started using his stump on the balls in his sac. He had his knees in the air and bent at a 90-degree angle. Jevin lowered his stump a bit more and touched Jack's quivering ass. It was thick with gorgeous blonde hair. Jack was going absolutely ballistic as Jevin soothing stroked his asshole with that most arousing arm stump.
"You are such a bear, Jack! You are such a glorious bear -- a fuzzy, downy, very hard, very squeezable, lovable, beautiful bear." Jack was only able to pant his thanks.
Jack was rubbing his hands all over Jevin youthful, hairless physique. It was so beautifully created - like it some one had read Jack's thoughts and created Jevin to meet all specifications. Jack had not had sex with an amputee man since he was stationed at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. This fact suddenly dawned on him and he realized -- in his sex drunk brain -- was this what was missing from all his failed attempts at a long lasting relationships? Was he drawn to men with missing limbs?
And Jevin -- Jevin -- who was missing his hand -- that soft, smooth hairless stump of an arm was driving him demented. And he also had the most ravishingly beautiful body he had ever seen. He also had a set of genitals to make porno stars weep. And those tiny nipples and almost hairless armpits were driving Jack utterly wild with anticipation and lust. He had to taste this young dude and taste him fast. But he also had to slow things down a bit because he knew he was going to erupt any second.
Jack placed both of his hands on Jevin's upper arms and moved that scrumptious body until he was lying on his back.
Jevin had a quizzical look on his face. He wondered why Jack had stopped him in his lovemaking. "W-w-w-what's wrong, Jack?"
Jack smiled reassuringly at Jevin and kissed him deeply and lingeringly. "Nothing. Nothing is wrong, Jev. You are absolutely wonderful, my beautiful Jevin. But I really--I really need to taste you -- all of you -- and right now!" Jack managed to gasp out.
He turned his head until he kissing Jevin passionate. He moved his mouth to suck on the young man's tiny ears (pushing his tongue into each crease and turn), then neck, and then collarbone. He moved Jevin's right arm away from his body until that glorious almost hairless armpit was exposed. God! It was beautiful. Jack could practically count the number of hairs. It was like making love to a boy, except he had the equipment of a real man. Jack kissed Jevin's armpit and the guy started squirming; he dove his tongue into that exciting and inviting hollow and started really sucking and lapping at the smooth, soft skin. The taste was the essence of young man -- salty, bracing and thoroughly invigorating. Jevin was obviously enjoying the attention, because he started to moan quite loudly and breathe heavily.
After thoroughly saturating that delightful pit, Jack moved his attention to Jevin's tiny right nipple. It was so pert and attractive -- like a dulled pencil point -- but a beautiful dulled pencil point. Jack's sucked on this glorious nub, then began rubbing it with his tongue and nipping at it lightly with his teeth. Jack felt that he could spend the entire night just playing with that tiny, attractive tit. But he decided to move on because Jevin would probably get bored -- the young are so easily wearied. He began the licking, washing and nipping of Jevin's left nipple; it was just as cute and perky as the other one. What glorious nipples this kid had. He also tongue-whipped and sucked Jevin's left armpit. Again he could not get over the delicious taste and smell of this lusty young guy. He flared his nostrils to get the maximum sensation -- taste and smell.
Jack now began licking down Jevin's incredibly smooth chest. It was so smooth -- not a single hair to be seen of felt. It tasted wonderful -- it was such a strong and softly defined chest. It was everything Jack could want in a young man. Jevin's navel was a beautiful, small "inny", pulled taut and shaped almost like an eye. Jack bathed that torso cavity with lots of saliva and again tasted Jevin's unique body flavor.
Jack repositioned himself between Jevin's legs, which were spread very wide and bent at the knees. Jack took in the whole scene -- that extraordinary slim, hairless torso, that indescribably beautiful face, those thin but muscular and sinewy arms, the magnificent warm, soft thighs. And that simply breathtaking arm stump -- so smooth and warm and almost delicate in appearance. This guy was the sum total of everything he had ever dreamed about in a lover.
Jevin looked up at Jack. This wondrous creature was sitting on his haunches between Jevin's spread legs. He looked so incredibly masculine and strong, so virile and loving. That hard, muscled body covered in thick blonde hair made Jevin quiver with heretofore unknown desires.
Then Jevin did something that absolutely took Jack's breath away. Jevin slowly moved his arm stump in the direction of Jack's penis. Jack was pumping out copious amounts of "pre-cum", as was his habit. Jevin delicately touch the tip of Jack's cock with the stump and rubbed it around and around the head. Jack thought that this would be the perfect time to die because he was already in heaven. He sucked in his breath so rapidly he thought he would begin to hyperventilate.
"Do you like this, my great big Jakeybear?" Jevin whispered.
"My God!" Jack thought. He already has a pet name for me!" He then gasped out loud, "Oh, my God, Jevin! You certainly know how to treat a man."
"Only for you, my loving bear! Only for you!"
Jevin then withdrew his arm stump from Jack's cock and slowly brought to his mouth. He began an exaggerated licking of the stump tip -- licking off all the "pre-cum" that had accumulated. Jevin delighted in the feel on the clear fluid on his arm stump and the rich taste of it on his tongue. Jack was wide-eyed in wonder. Jevin lower the stump again, but this time he let his own "pre-cum" gather on the stump tip. He slowly raised that severed arm and held it directly in front of Jack's mouth. Jack hungrily put his tongue out and lapped up every bit of Jevin's pre-seminal fluid. It tasted fresh and tangy to Jack; he loved it and wanted more and more.
Jevin repeated this a few times. The last time he did it Jack grabbed his arm stump with both hands and, after licking off the "pre-cum", began to kiss and nibble the arm. He was delirious with excitement.
Jack began rubbing his hands lightly over Jevin's hairless thighs then lowered his head and began licking them. He saw the pale blonde hairs on that magnificent skin and began licking even harder. Jack could not believe how turned on he was by just such a small physical trait as those pale blonde hairs. Everything about this guy was a total turn-on!
Jack moved his ravenous tongue slowly up to the top of Jevin's thigh. He lowered his head to Jevin's impressive and fully erect penis. It was a magnificent sight, so full and so beautiful, with that smooth hairless scrotum hanging below. Jack began licking the "pre-cum" off the head of Jevin's cock and unhurriedly began to tongue Jevin's large piss slit. It was delightful - absolutely delightful. Jevin's fluid was so slick and invigorating. Jack opened his mouth and slowly slipped the head of that sensational cock into his mouth. Jack luxuriated in the feel of this silky smooth object in his mouth. It was so perfect that Jack wanted to cry. "Why was he chosen to be with this wonderful young guy? Why? Why? Why? Self-doubt is not good, he had to tell himself. Just be happy he chose you and you are so grateful to be here with him now!"
In the next few minutes Jack managed to swallow Jevin's entire 7-1/2 inches, opening his throat and getting it all. Jevin was moaning and squirming and thanking Jack for making him feel so good. The feels in Jack's mouth and throat were one of sheer ecstasy; he sucked up and down that marvelous shaft a few times then let it slip from his mouth. Jevin let out a sigh of disappointment but quickly recovered his rapturous feeling when Jack went down and began to lick and suck his fabulous scrotum.
Jack tongued that amazing hairless ball bag. It was so smooth - almost like licking the skin of a big, fresh, juicy peach. Jack inhaled deeply and was practically overwhelmed by the wonderful, intoxicating aroma of young male that filled his body. He sucked one of Jevin's large balls into his mouth and rolled it around. It was so big and so soft and so hard, all at the same time. He was amazed as he managed to suck the second one in - not without a little difficulty - and it was quite a mouthful, but so comforting. It was absolute heaven having those wonderful orbs floating around in his mouth.
"Jack, Jack, Jack. What are you doing to me? It's so fucking amazing! So totally fucking amazing!"
Jack just made a moaning sound that vibrated on Jevin's balls on bag. This made Jevin pant and gulp even more. When Jack slowly slid Jevin's balls from his mouth, he whispered, "You like this, Jevyboy? 'Cause I love it! You've got such a fantastic cock and balls! I could suck on them forever. They are so beautiful; they are totally perfect."
"Oh, my Jakeybear, I want you to play with them and suck them until the end of time, "Jevin managed to gulp out. "But--but-- I need you, I need you, I need to put ... your fuckin' gorgeous, thick, cock ... in my mouth. I need ... it now!"
"Okay, okay. I'll ... let ... you have ... it -- all of it!"
They were both very hot, but were able to maneuver themselves into a sixty-nine position. Jevin looked at that incredibly thick, cut cock in front of him; it was leaking copious amounts of pre-seminal fluid. He moved his tongue and began lapping it up; it was better than before. He swirled his tongue all around the head, tasting the magnificent mixture of flavors that was his Jakeybear. He breathed in very deeply to get the greatest sensations that he could. It was heavenly. It made him feel totally unreal as he began to lower his lips down the shaft. The head of Jack's penis was wider and bigger around than the shaft itself. Jevin had to open his mouth very wide to get that plum sized head completely into his mouth.
While Jevin was slowly feeding on Jack's raging cock, Jack was feasting on Jevin's 7-1/2" beauty. He took about half of it into his mouth and began swirling his tongue all around, letting Jevin's "pre-cum" flow onto his tongue. He could not get enough of this wonderful young man taste. He started sucking moderately hard and as rewarded by Jevin's moaning and setting up stunning vibrations on his own cock. He also started to moan as he felt Jevin take the entire head of his big cock into his mouth.
Jevin started moaning as Jack performed miracles of action on his cock. He could never remember feeling as happy -- happy that his cock was being sucked by such a caring and loving person and happy that he was able to suck the cock of that very same person at the very same time. He took tremendous pleasure in pleasuring Jack -- that bear of man who seemed so caring and accepting of him.
Jack took the full length of Jevin into his mouth and throat -- this incredible, raging cock was filling Jack and he was loving every millimeter of it. The feeling was pure silk in his mouth and the hardness was absolutely unreal. Jack marveled at the wonder of youth and the incredible high he was getting from having this beauty for himself. He sucked and started ramming the cock in and out of his mouth and throat. He would withdraw to the ridge and then take it all the way down again.
Jevin was having some difficulty getting all of Jack's incredibly thick cock into his mouth and throat. It was by far the thickest member he had ever seen, let alone sucked. True, his accumulated cocksucking experience was not that great, but he had seen plenty of cock in his life, and this one was like no other. He loved it so much -- it was such a prize and so fabulously delicious. The taste and smell of Jack's body was such a tremendous force. He pumped and sucked and swallowed -- and that big head suddenly popped into his throat.
Jack moved his hand to Jevin's anus while continuing to work on that glorious cock. He moved his finger to Jevin's ass crack and slowly rubbed up and down the entire length. He gradually added more pressure to the finger and found Jevin's resilient asshole. He rubbed it gently and lingeringly while continuing to make sweet, passionate love to Jevin's cock.
Jevin immediate felt Jack's finger touching his sphincter. It was like and electric shock to his system. He started to speed up in the ministrations to Jack's cock because he began to get that feeling in his balls again. He felt that his testicles were churning and churning and ready to spew out a load.
Jack felt Jevin speeding up in his sucking and it had an immediate reaction -- he felt a constriction starting in his scrotum and new he would be shooting very soon. Jevin reached up with his arm stump and began to caress Jack's face. It had an immediate result.
Jack's cock started to swell - Jevin could not believe that that monster could get even thicker - but it did. At one point he actually thought he might die of strangulation. Jack started to shoot a monster load into Jevin's throat. The young man pulled back so that he could taste the seed of his lover as it poured out into his waiting mouth. He continued to apply tremendous suction to the head of Jack's cock, which he had firmly lodged in his mouth. Jack continued to shoot forth volley after potent volley of semen. Jevin had some difficulty containing it all in his mouth as it poured out of his Jakeybear. The head of Jack's cock was so large that it occupied almost the entire volume of Jevin's mouth. He swallowed often and was able to accommodate Jack's huge load without losing anything.
Jevin began to come and the first salvo went directly down Jack's throat. He immediately pulled his mouth up to the head - he wanted to taste everything about this young guy. The second blast was directly into Jack's mouth -- and it was most certainly a blast. Jack was almost rocked back from the incredible force of this young man's ejaculation. He almost smiled at the sensation of having this incredible force pulsating in his mouth. It was terrific! He gloried in the wonderful sweet taste of Jevin's semen - it was like no other he had ever tasted before. It was like creamy, liquid candy - only better.
They continued to suck and lick each other's penis long after the last of the semen had been vacuumed up. Jevin absolutely loved the feel of Jack's silken penis in his mouth, and Jack could not get enough of Jevin's large, velvety cock.
They moved so that each was lying on a pillow, and they kissed over and over again, tasting the ejaculate of their lover in the other's mouth. They basked in the warmth of each other's body and their desire for each other. They held each other closely; Jevin was thrilled to be held so strongly and confidently by this great big bear of a man. Jack knew that it was one of the best, most satisfying in his entire life - maybe the best. And he felt totally fulfilled.
But when the immediate gratification had begun to dissipate, Jack began to have his lingering doubts again. They were about his supposed inadequacies -- primarily that he was far too old to be acceptable as a lover to such a beautiful and desirable young man like Jevin.
Jevin was also feeling down after their mutual experiences because he was able to read Jack's mood; however, he completely misread the reason. Jevin thought the he had not been a good enough partner for Jack -- that he was an inadequate lover because of his missing hand. And that he was also too inexperienced to satisfy such a stud as Jack.
They held each other comfortingly as sleep overtook them. During the night, Jevin curled up against Jack's hairy body and tucked his head into Jack's wonderfully furry armpit. Jack, in his sleep, took hold of Jevin's arm stump and held it compassionately. They seem very happy while they were sleeping.
End of Chapter 1